You know, one can be philosophical about it, or even contemplative, or perhaps a tad pensive. Pondering the chimeras and delusions of life, I might even be tempted to turn introspective and find myself in brown study. But where I actually found myself this morning was here, and it doesn't really need any further speculation, imagination, musings or reflection now, would you agree?
It has to be said that it really doesn't get much better than this ... So, why do us canines end up with dog baskets and the humans get this? Gee.
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